Chapter 302 - 308: Loyal Cumdump

Natasha guided Elaine’s trembling hands down to slowly stroke the massive shaft.

"Nghn... it’s so warm," Elaine gasped, her face burning with shame and desire. "I can feel it pulsating under my grip..."

She slowly worked her hands up and down the length, her palms quickly becoming a slick mess as the thick, leftover cream coated her skin.

"That’s completely normal, Elaine. Use just enough force and a gentle touch to stimulate his massive cock," Natasha whispered in her ear, her warm breath guiding the younger woman further down the path of no return.

Once a mature woman truly tasted a massive cock, there was simply no going back. This moment was her ultimate turning point—a choice between remaining faithful to a husband with a tiny twig or surrendering completely to become a helpless cumdump to a real man.

"Is this your very first time touching a cock of this size, Elaine?" Quinn asked, driving his fingers deeper into her wet canal before splitting them sideways to stretch her tight walls.

"Nghn... ahn, ahnn! That’s... that’s such a strange question to ask me...!" she quivered, her hips instinctively bucking against his hand.

"Just be honest with me and tell the truth," Quinn commanded smoothly. "Natasha has already confessed all of her deepest life experiences, so now it’s your turn. Don’t you think it’s completely unfair if your mother-in-law is the only one opening up?"

As he spoke, Quinn lazily fondled Natasha’s heavy tits. The soft, plump breasts were perfect for relieving a man’s stress—a set of natural stress-relief melons, to be precise.

"Nghn... ahnn... y-yes..." Elaine whimpered softly.

"Say it louder so I can actually hear you, Elaine."

"Nghn... ahn, ahnn... Yes! This is my first time ever touching something this massive...!"

"Don’t call it ’something.’ It’s a cock, Elaine," Quinn instructed, withdrawing his wet fingers from her lower mouth and shoving them directly into her upper one. "Suck them clean."

"Ahn... ahnn... slurp... This is my first time... slurp... touching a real cock..." she confessed around his fingers, her tongue lapping at her own sweet juices coating his skin.

"Oh, listen to you. How pathetic for poor Dren," Quinn mocked out loud, carefully gauging her reaction. "Your own wife doesn’t even recognize his little twig as a real cock."

"Nghn..."

"Haha, look at you, acting like such a whore," Quinn taunted, inserting his slick fingers back into her entrance to strictly control the timing of her impending orgasm. "Are you really not even offended that I’m openly mocking your husband’s sheer incompetence in bed, Elaine?"

"Ahn... ahnn! Don’t say such cruel things... Just let him be..." she panted, her back arching off the mattress as he hit her swollen G-spot.

"So you’re completely fine with me making fun of Dren’s tiny twig, Elaine? How cold-hearted of you," Quinn laughed, thoroughly enjoying how her feeble defenses crumbled even as her moans grew louder and more frantic.

"D-don’t say that... I love him! I love him so much... that I feel so guilty right now...! I’m only doing this because Mom asked me for a favor, ahnn... ahnn!" She tried her absolute best to hold back the ruined, pleasure-dazed expression taking over her face, clinging to her last excuse.

"How pitiful and pathetic," Quinn smirked, pausing his fingers entirely. "If you’re really that uncomfortable, why don’t you just leave? I’ll stop right now if you truly don’t want this."

He deliberately shifted his full attention back to Natasha, who was already lying back with her legs spread wide open, holding her thighs up with her hands. Anyone looking could see the overflowing cum dripping from both her stretched pussy and her loose, glistening asshole.

"Please fuck me, Quinn!" Natasha begged shamelessly, knowing exactly how to play her role. "Elaine doesn’t understand what real pleasure feels like yet. Let me be the example for her!"

Her own lower body was desperate to squirt, and she knew Elaine was already trapped in Quinn’s net.

Heh, delaying Elaine’s orgasm is going to pay off perfectly right here, Quinn thought, rubbing the slick head of his shaft against Natasha’s soaking entrance. I hope you watch every second of this show, Elaine.

"Give us a magnificent show, Quinn... ehehe," Natasha purred, completely abandoning any remaining dignity as a mother-in-law. She was just a lustful woman now. "Show Elaine how real sex between a real man and a woman is supposed to work!"

Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!

"Ahn, ahnn! Watch closely, Elaine!" Natasha moaned loudly, reaching out to grip Elaine’s trembling hand tightly. "I know you’re having second thoughts... but don’t be afraid! I’ll show you just how wonderful this feels..."

Quinn pressed his weight down against Natasha, pinning her body while keeping her hands free so she could hold onto her daughter-in-law.

"Mom..." Elaine whispered in shock, her eyes glued to the sight.

"Look at her, Elaine! This is your mother-in-law," Quinn growled, thrusting relentlessly like an unstoppable breeding machine that could pound a woman for days on end. "Observe just how much she loves getting fucked hard by a real man!"

"Eutt... eutt... eutt! Eheh... I love cock..." Natasha babbled incoherently, her mind completely shattered as his thick length slammed against her cervix. "Ehe, I can’t ever forget the cock that made such a dirty mess inside my womb... ahnn, makes me a real woman..."

"Say it out loud, Natasha," Quinn ordered, pressing his broad palm over her lower stomach. With every deep plunge, the visible bulge of his shaft could be felt right through her skin.

"Ahnn, ahnn... my late husband’s dick was so tiny that I want to get fucked right in front of his tomb as a farewell gift to our past love... eheheh!"

"That’s it," Quinn chuckled darkly. "You’re going to be my obedient wife and my personal cumdump at the same time, right, Natasha?"

"Eheh... yesh! I am Quinn’s loyal cumdump! I can’t live without cock anymore... without Quinn’s massive cock!" She babbled like a heat-crazed animal with her eyes full of pleasure.